Barcelona to Malgrat de Mar

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We followed a great bike path out of the city, shared with other cyclists, pedestrians, and the occasional skateboarder. The route took us 42 miles northeast along the Costa Brava coast, with a steady headwind and a surprising mix of road and trail surfaces. It was slow going through the sandy stretches, especially with the wind, but our spirits stayed high—after all, we were riding bikes. The coast was full of life. People were out fishing, running, cycling, kite flying, windsurfing—you name it. Lots of smiling faces, and even a few brave swimmers (some of whom clearly didn’t believe in swimsuits, despite the chilly weather). We could definitely tell we’re not in peak shape for a long-distance tour. A rainy winter and too many house projects took priority over training—and of course, the holidays didn’t help. We averaged 8.9 mph. Sure, the headwind, sand, foot traffic, and bumpy trails slowed us down, but let’s be honest: we were slow. Still, like they say—it doesn’t matter what shape you’re in when you start; you’ll be in shape by the end. All in all, a very genki day.

Planned Route

Actual Route

Statue of Poseidon by the Mediterranean Sea

For most of the ride, the path followed sandy trails that wove in and out of small coastal towns, with the sea never far from view.

Bike Park for the Little Ones

We came across this colorful bike park for budding cyclists—mini pump tracks where balance bikes, scooters, and tricycles ruled the road. This one was right by the marina and buzzing with energy. Tiny helmets bobbed along the curves as the youngest riders practiced turns and balance, all under the watchful eyes of nearby parents. The older kids knew to wait their turn, and everyone seemed to be having a great time. Such a fun and thoughtful way to get kids rolling early!

A stone church in Malgrat de Mar

A charming little town with a peaceful courtyard and a beautifully lit stone church at its heart. The Catalan spirit is strong here—flags hanging from balconies, a distinct language, and a sense of pride that makes this part of Spain feel like its own country. We wandered the quiet streets after dinner, soaking in the glow of the lamplight and the relaxed rhythm of local life.